After a whole night of precipitation, the green light above the city became more intense.
It's like a moving, living haze, perched on countless people's malice.
The smell of greed made Tang Rou unable to breathe, and she led the child into the corridor.
Smell the location where the strange smell is coming from in the dark, and avoid people in advance as if you have radar.
Yue was finishing up downstairs, and Tang Rou asked him to come in with her. He just shook his head, as if he had something to do.
The greed and malice around her almost overwhelmed her.
The sky gradually became brighter, and a dim blue appeared in the sky, which looked weak under the green haze.
Tang Rou and the boy were sitting on the steps of the escape tunnel.
The little boy was cautious and did not dare to speak. He seemed to have many things to ask. His face was pale and there was fear in his eyes.
Watch Tang Rou slowly unbutton her clothes and check her wounds.
It's strange that there are tiny bullet holes in the clothes, but the skin is smooth, some steel balls fall off automatically, and some...
Tang Rou pressed it under the skin.
Because it heals too quickly, it remains in the body.
This is not the speed at which humans should heal.
She thought for a few seconds, pulled out the dagger, and without expression made a cut under the collarbone. She endured the sharp sting and took out the shrapnel inside.
The sting was mixed with an unspeakable heat.
Soon after, Tang Rou stretched out her hand to wipe away the blood adhering to her skin. The skin underneath was smooth and clean, and the wound she had made not long ago disappeared.
The little boy's face became paler and he sat further away silently, his eyes filled with awe and fear.
But when he glanced outside the window, he was shaking even more.
"That brother, what is he doing..."
"What?"
Tang Rou looked in the direction of the boy's finger and slowly opened her eyes.
There is a small window in the escape passage, and you can see the office building next door.
A hundred meters above the ground, a slender figure could be vaguely seen.
It's the month.
He stretched out his ribbon, appearing agile and paradoxical in the air. His skin was so fair that it seemed to be glowing. He stood on the top of a high building, with his toes on the railings, like a butterfly that briefly inhabited a high place.
Tang Rou approached the window and stared blankly.
I saw that half of his feet were almost dangling in the air, and his thin body was leaning forward, teetering.
The position of the butterfly bone on the back stretches out a translucent canopy, like two thin wings like cicada wings, giving him the illusion of being suspended in the air, just like he is hovering in the water in the laboratory.
He was raising his hand and touching something with his fingertips.
The green that shrouds the top of the city is slowly falling.
The majestic and strange mist split into long slender lines and reached toward his fingertips. As soon as he touched the green mass, the young man curled his lips.
The boy's voice was trembling as he asked cautiously, "What is that brother doing?"
Tang Rou asked, "Can you see what he touched?"
The boy looked confused.
Tang Rou asked again, "Then what did you see?"
"My brother has a lot of threads on his body, and he seems to have wings on his back..."
It seems that his eyes cannot see the green mist.
The feeling of hunger came again, more intense than every time before.
Tang Rou raised her hands to support herself on the steps, and it took a long time for her to calm down.
My hands and feet feel weak, and even my scalp is numb.
She asked the boy to be quiet and wait here. She walked along the way she came, keeping her footsteps quiet.
It's getting daylight and the light is getting clearer.
At some point, the street lights and neon lights also came on. The city, which had been immersed in darkness for six hours, finally restored power. With a ding-dong sound, the elevator arrived on the 33rd floor.
In this era, the height of thirty-three floors is considered a short building.
Jellyfish could originally feel Tang Rou's presence, and there had always been synaesthesia between him and her.
But at this moment, he was touching the green smoke, and his soft silver-white hair was swaying in the wind. He was immersed in the strong smell, and he failed to notice Tang Rou's gentle steps at the first time.
When he felt her presence, she was already behind him.
Yue turned around in a panic and put her hands behind her back. The dark green smoke dispersed for a moment and lingered around him.
Those empty indigo eyes were illuminated by the faint light of the morning sun, like a deep and bottomless lake.
"Can you absorb them into your body?"
Tang Rou walked into the frightened beautiful boy and said warmly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just curious and I won't blame you."
One of the boy's shoes fell off, and his toes wearing soft woolen socks stepped on the railing. His ankles were pale, and his whole figure was like a fragile butterfly, which could be blown down by the strong wind from the high-rise building at any time.
"Come down." She stretched out her hand.
The young man's delicate and beautiful face was clearly reflected in his dark and moist eyes.
Jellyfish can never refuse Tang Rou's hand extended to him.
He moved, and the light umbrella cover behind him was like two huge translucent wings, making the originally white skin become more transparent and translucent, seeming to glow in the morning light and strange green smoke.
There is a strange sweetness about him.
Tang Rou sniffed it gently.
It's love.
It is a love full of admiration and shyness for her.
The young man stretched out his hand. The finger bones were long and slender, and they looked whiter, as if they were carved from jade, and were faintly transparent.
A cold touch fell on her palm.
The beautiful young man standing on the railing bent down and leaned closer to Tang Rou, shy and beautiful.
As he approached, the dark green smoke that was connected to his fingertips suddenly separated into a few strands and drifted to Tang Rou. At a certain moment, she felt a chill with an extremely aggressive feeling running through her body.
As if she had been electrocuted or frozen in ice, Tang Rou started to feel cold from the palm of her hand, her whole body became stiff and she could not move.
Malice.
Majestic malice, tens of thousands of malice, malice stained with blood and killing.
From the erratic dark green smoke, it spread into Tang Rou's body.
But the strange thing is that when Tang Rou came into contact with the smoke, she felt that the painful hunger that had always been like maggots on her tarsus was relieved.
She stretched out her other hand and explored the dark green haze.
The overcurrent appeared again, and the majestic malice was like a cold river frozen for thousands of years, condensing every inch of her bones into ice.
The young man looked at her quietly, his indigo eyes changing from worry to curiosity and confusion.
Seeing how hard she was absorbing the malice hanging over the city, her complexion gradually improved, and he reached out his hand and touched her waist cautiously.
There are shallow and soft pear dimples hanging from the corners of the mouth.
There is nourishment.
The young man, who had always had no desires and demands, showed a hint of greed in his eyes, getting closer and closer.
Tang Rou was immersed in the strange feeling of eating and didn't notice what was behind her until the boy unknowingly pressed against her back and kissed her hair quietly.
Finally, a warm and soft touch fell on my cheeks.
The young man couldn't contain his joy and secretly kissed her.
He separated at the first touch, blinked, and looked at her shyly, like a child who had stolen candy.
I am so happy to be able to eat with my loved ones.
The owner seems to have become one of his own kind.